Disguise Lyrics

Kick that Shit!

In the night bitch I feel like a Vamp

In my pocket the blue navy stamp

When I hear from the back, and lil shorty a champ

She know I'm no good, but she know who I am

Back in my pocket, fill 'em up with bands

They be like "$in$ity, give they add a chance"

I'm cooking it up, nigga I feel like i'm Lance

Walking 'em down if he thinking he fly

Triple or nothing I'm gambling high

So high, I might just put you in the sky

If I roll another one I'm smoking that Za

If I call up my brodie somebody 'gon die

I put 2Ks in the air, I'm bout to let it fly

If I call up my bro somebody gonna die

A-A-All black hoodie my only disguise

I cannot lie to you nigga I'm high as a bitch

In the trap with the crack and I'm packing the sticks

I be a thief in the night when I'm taking yo bitch

Man this hoe fanning out man she think I'm the shit

Ima fuck that hoe once and then I gotta split

Fuck that hoe once and then I gotta scram

Put it together, this shit gotta click

I told her, she thinking that she in the plan

She get it poppin when she off the liq'

She get it poppin, and she got a dance

And I wanna dance too, but I'm not stingy so I just want you and your friend

And I'm with my friends too

So if they try it then Ima see it to the end

In the night bitch I feel like a Vamp

In my pocket the blue navy stamp

When I hear from the back, and lil shorty a champ

She know I'm no good, but she know who I am

Back in my pocket, fill 'em up with bands

They be like "$in$ity, give they add a chance"

I'm cooking it up, nigga I feel like i'm Lance

Walking 'em down if he thinking he fly

Triple or nothing I'm gambling high

So high, I might just put you in the sky

If I roll another one I'm smoking that Za

If I call up my brodie somebody 'gon die

I put 2Ks in the air, I'm bout to let it fly

If I call up my bro somebody gonna die

All black hoodie my only disguise